Spring Hope

A flower so blooms through the new fallen snow While wicked old winter’s wind wistfully blows Allowing a glimpse, of spring through the white Though old mister winter kisses green grass goodnight A sign of the future, a welcoming spring The flower gave hope, despite white suffering It told of its virtue, its strength and its pride And said, though it’s winter, it shan’t ever hide For there in the distance you can see spring draw near Winter will end soon, just like year after year